Phreak's Bedtime Stories

PLEASE DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS

He could have called for help. Instead, he kept coming back.

For eleven days, a dying stranger depended on one man for survival. What should have been a rescue became something far more disturbing. Now, a recorded confession is being interrupted, corrected, and torn apart by older, angrier versions of the same man, each exposing truths the others would rather bury.

This isn't a ghost story. It's a descent into obsession, cruelty, and the terrifying things a person can convince himself are love.

Some confessions aren't made because someone is sorry.

You're not crazy. You're just listening.

It started with a laugh. A stranger. A curse I didn't believe in.

Then the sickness came. And it didn't stop with me.

I thought the worst thing I could do was refuse to believe her. Turns out, I was wrong.

Tonight, I'm going to tell you what happened. What I did. And why I need you to hear every word.

Some stories are meant to be shared. This one should've stayed buried.

You're not crazy. You're just listening.

(This episode is a work of fiction.)

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Some stories are better told after dark.

Tonight, Phreak has a story for you. Nothing unusual. Just another quiet night, a little rain, and something to keep you company until you fall asleep.

One man, completely alone, a rainy night, his back to the dark.

So get comfortable. Put on your headphones. Turn out the lights.

And whatever you do, don't turn this one off early.

There's something at the end you'll want to hear.

You're not crazy. You're just listening.

There's a room in my basement that shouldn't exist.

Four feet of my house are missing. Behind the wall, I found a door, a chair, and a notebook documenting everything I've done. Even things that haven't happened yet.

Then I looked through a small hole in the wall.

Tonight on Phreak's Bedtime Stories, some doors don't lead to hidden rooms. They lead somewhere you were never supposed to see.

And whatever's on the other side knows you're watching.

You’re not crazy. You’re just listening.

“I think I taught something how to get inside.”

Phreak goes digging through forgotten nursery rhymes, broken verses, and strange bedtime sayings passed down for generations.

Then he realizes they were never separate rhymes. They were pieces of the same one.

Pieces people deliberately kept apart.

He put them back together...

Phreak’s Bedtime Stories: Old Words

You’re not crazy. You’re just listening.

This episode is a work of fiction.

Pervert, get your head out of the gutter!

Tonight, Phreak opens the inbox.

Some emails are nice. Some are weird. Some were very clearly sent to the wrong person.

Then the stories start.

A dead woman in a nursing home. A wife who comes home twice. A dumbwaiter that should have stayed broken. And one message with an audio attachment that changes the entire fucking mood.

This was supposed to be fan mail.

It did not stay that way.

Phreak’s Bedtime Stories.

You’re not crazy. You’re just listening.

Cheap rental. Good reviews. Easy check-in.

Quiet. Clean. Five stars.

Then you find the first hidden camera.

And eventually you realize the cameras aren’t the worst part.

Because somebody is watching.

A lot of somebodies.

And apparently, they paid extra for the good stuff.

Welcome to Phreak’s Bedtime Stories.

Original stories. New nightmares. Always check the smoke detector.

You’re not crazy. You’re just listening.

This episode is a work of fiction.

A rainy drive through rural Illinois.

Empty roads. Endless cornfields. A story meant to pass the time.

But some roads feel different after dark. Some stories sound different when you’re telling them in the place they came from.

And sometimes, the longer you drive, the harder it becomes to tell where the story ends.

Welcome back to Phreak’s Bedtime Stories.

Original stories. New nightmares. Some stories are safer at home.

You’re not crazy. You’re just listening.

This episode is a work of fiction.

"I fucked up. I didn’t think anybody would be home. I fucking killed someone."

After a long silence, Phreak’s Bedtime Stories returns with a confession.

A house he remembers but has never entered. A woman who knows him by a name that isn’t his. Memories of a life he never lived. And one terrible mistake that becomes impossible the moment the dead woman walks back into the room.

Something is wrong with Phreak.

Something has been wrong for a very long time.

Welcome back to Phreak’s Bedtime Stories.

Original stories. New nightmares. And this time, some of them may lead somewhere much bigger.

You’re not crazy. You’re just listening.

This episode is a work of fiction.

They met before the world taught them what they were supposed to hate. One was raised behind fences and trained to obey. One was raised in the wild and trained to survive. In this brutal reimagining of The Fox and the Hound, friendship is twisted into something far darker: a story of loyalty, fear, ownership, and the violence people call “nature” when they don’t want to admit they built it themselves. Some bonds outlive blood. Some wounds do too.